To Love a Malfoy

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Special Author's Note: Thank you to the following reviewers; manx65, Nikte and again to Jan and celestialuna for being faithful reviewers to my story. I really appreciate your support and hope you continue to enjoy story.

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Chapter 5:


“What do you think you are doing?” gasped Harry as Lucius began to kiss the hollow of his neck. He started squirming against his bonds and tried to wriggle his way out of the hold he was being held in.

“STOP IT!” cried out Harry in frustration. He was furious that his eyes were covered and he could not see what Lucius was planning to do with him.

“Play time is over Potter. I think you will begin to understand soon why I have brought you here. After the act is completed, I will explain my reasoning but for now you will just have to be patient and wait.” Lucius calmly stated.

Harry heard Lucius muttering a spell and then realized his robe and clothes had disappeared leaving him completely nude and at the mercy of the former Death Eater turned Spy. Harry yelped in surprise when the cold air hit his body and then began to struggle in earnest.

“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING!” Harry screamed out in pure fury and from fear of what might happen.

Harry heard Lucius chuckle and then a hand was behind his head removing the blindfold. Stunned by this act, Harry blinked his eyes a few times until his vision returned back to normal and he was able to focus clearly on Lucius and his surroundings.

“What do you want with me? I don’t understand why you are doing this.” demanded Harry.

“Tell me Harry, are you still a virgin?” asked Lucius as he slowly ran his large hand up and down Harry’s thigh in a casual caress causing the former Gryffindor golden boy to let out an uncontrollable moan.

Harry’s eyes widened in horror at this question and he spit out in reply, “That is none of your business Malfoy. I would kindly appreciate you taking your hand off of me.”

“Oh, but I assure you Mr. Potter, it is.” Smirked Lucius raising a slim eyebrow in a sinister way.

“Do tell me, Harry, did you ever have the pleasure of experiencing the secret delights that young Ginevra Weasley had to offer before she passed into the other realm?” questioned Lucius.

“HOW DARE YOU EVEN SPEAK HER NAME YOU FILTHY EXCUSE FOR A DEATH EATER TROLL... WHATEVER HAPPENED BETWEEN GINNY AND ME IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS... HOW WOULD YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT LOVE... OWE!” Harry would have continued ranting but was stopped by a vicious slap across the face by a furious Lucius Malfoy.

“If you want to survive this night Potter, then I would suggest you shut your mouth before I permanently do it for you.” Growled out Lucius.

Harry knew it was in his best interest to remain silent for the moment so he just scowled up at Lucius and waited for him to continue with his tirade.

“I will ask you one more time, are you a virgin?” he demanded of Harry. Then when Harry didn’t answer, Lucius said in a taunting voice, “You have permission to answer my question, Boy.”

“GO TO HELL!” cursed Harry.

Lucius stood up towering over Harry and threatened, “It appears then, that I will just have to find out the answer to those questions myself.” He stalked away to the middle of the room then turned around and faced Harry.

Harry watched with wide green eyes as Lucius approached him again with a predatory look in his eyes. Watching in amazement as Lucius removed his own clothing with one wave of his wand, then with the confidence of a man who was obviously proud of his own body, he stalked towards Harry in all his naked glory.

Harry felt his eyes widen even more, when he noticed the large and rather impressive sized organ that Lucius proudly displayed, jutting out from between his strong thighs in a nest of golden curls. It was then that Harry suddenly realized just how precarious his situation really was.

Lucius stood looking down at Harry with one raised eyebrow and asked, “Well, Mr. Potter, do you like what you see?"

When Harry didn't say anything and only glared up at him, Lucius continued, "Well, whether you do or not, I can assure you it is of no consequence to me. Let's begin, shall we, your first initiation into the pleasures of the flesh.”

Harry closed his eyes in shame and then felt the bed sink as Lucius climbed onto it and then crawled his way up to where Harry was spread out like a virgin sacrifice being offered up to the Gods. When nothing happened, Harry opened his eyes and gasped in surprise when he noticed that Lucius had released his bonds.

“Did you think that I would be raping you my dear, Harry?... Oh my... I thought you knew... Why would a Malfoy have to take by force that which will be offered up willingly.” Lucius stated to a stunned Harry, then continued, “Oh yes, Harry, I promise that before this night is over you will be begging me to possess and control you again, again and again!”

Harry shook his head and cried out, “NO!.. NEVER!”.., but he found himself being unwillingly drawn in by the seductive darkness lurking behind those smoky gray eyes belonging to Lucius Malfoy.

Harry’s mind was racing for a way out of this and he began thinking. Use your magic Harry, try to summon Malfoy’s wand and escape. Do you really want to? Why are you letting him do this? Is it because there is a special aura surrounding him that is calling out to you? Or is it his dynamic and forceful presence?

Admit it Harry, you do want to know what kind of pleasures he has to offer your body, and this unknown feeling is driving you crazy with distraction. Don’t you realize that Lucius has lost his wife and only son? Yes, he must be lonely like I am without my Ginny. Maybe, just maybe, this is a way that we both can console each other in our shared grief over the loss of our loved ones. Once he made his decision, Harry knew that his actions might very well lead to devastating results and his own self destruction, but there was to be no turning back now. He had made his mind up and the consequences be damned.

Looking up at Lucius who was towering over him on the bed, Harry with a determined look on his face reached up and wrapped his arms around his neck pulling him down into a searing kiss. When their lips met, sparks flew and Lucius’ tongue fought for dominance over Harry’s easily becoming the winner.

With strong hands Lucius controlled Harry’s every movement and instructed him in the arts of fiery love making. Harry whimpered with uncontrolled need, as Lucius continued his seductive exploration of the young body squirming beneath him. His large hands were touching every inch of Harry’s flesh, in a slow and tantalizing way, that was driving him insane with unknown desire. As Lucius played with his small nubs, kissing and sucking at them until they peaked, Harry was in ecstasy. Then when Lucius’ hand wandered down to his most private parts, Harry mewled out like a kitten and bucked his hips up against Lucius with wanton need.

“LUCIUS!” Harry cried out with tears in his eyes.

While Lucius was busy exploring his virgin assets, Harry began using his own hands to tentatively explore the elder Malfoy’s own body. He ran his small hands along Lucius’ strong muscular body. His fingers roamed freely up and down, touching his soon to be lover’s face, back and then chest and even finding himself also tweaking his nipples. Then he found himself running his fingers through the long silky hair. As his fingers continued to roam and glide over the sleek glistening skin, he found himself being taken to the highest heights of Heaven.

When Lucius took him for the first time, Harry cried out in pain but it quickly turned into whimpers of delight as Lucius helped him discover the hidden joys of his prostate. They both were panting and kissing never seeming to get enough of each other. Their magic filled the room as they made love into the night. A strange glow hovered in the air over the bed undetected by either of them before disappearing into each of their bodies. Lucius finally exhausted fell onto Harry’s own tired body. Then, wrapped tightly in each others arms, they both slept until morning.

The sun was glaring through the open windows in the bedroom when Harry finally opened his eyes. Smiling, he stretched and reached over looking for his sleeping lover. Not finding him in the bed, Harry sat up and looked around the room unmindful of his own nudity. He held his hand up to his eyes to keep the glaze of morning sun from blinding him and saw a shadow sitting in the corner of the room.

“Lucius?” he asked. “Is there something wrong?”

Harry suddenly felt very cold and pulled a sheet up to cover himself. He watched in fear as Lucius just continued to sit in his chair not saying a word. It frightened him, this silence and sudden coolness in the air. He wondered what was happening. When Lucius finally spoke, it was so unexpected, that Harry jumped. He began listening, dread filling him, and suddenly felt himself become sick when he heard the words being spoken aloud to him. No! he thought, this can’t be happening!

“How does it feel Mr. Potter?... Losing your virginity to the enemy... Becoming a wanton slut overnight... I never knew you were such a whore in the bed... Goodness!... What would your loving friends think if they could just see you now?... I told you I would explain my reasoning for bringing you here to my manor... Well are you ready to hear it yet?... hmmm... REVENGE!... Pure and simple revenge... How could you think, that I Lucius Malfoy, would want you, with your pathetic body so scrawny and ugly. Oh, How I despise you!... Do you think for even a moment, that I would have ever considered bedding one such as yourself when I could have any Witch or Wizard at my disposal with just a snap of my finger?” cold laughter filled the room.

Harry remained frozen in place, unable to speak, tears falling nonstop down his cheeks wetting his face. His body was shaking with uncontrolled sobs.

What did he ever do to deserve this? You know Harry, deep down you know why, he thought in his mind. It’s because you lived and survived, while everyone around you was being killed or tortured by Voldemort and his Death Eaters because you were to weak to stop him.

This is what you deserve for not finishing the task that was left to you sooner. All that Harry had ever wanted in life, was to find someone to love with all his heart and to be loved back in return. He had wanted a family and now he knew that he would never have that. Why should he? When there were so many who had lost loved ones because of his failures.

He saw Lucius standing up and walking towards him, he was dressed and had his infamous snake cane in his hand. When he reached the bed, where Harry was kneeling, he stood there with his famous trademark Malfoy smirk, sneering and said haughtily, “It’s your fault my wife and son are dead... You were and are still weak... If it had not been for you, they would still be here, alive, and part of my life... You don’t deserve to still be living while they are gone... You should have died... Not them... YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN THEIR MURDERER!”

At this Harry winced, it was what his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had called him when they found out Cedric and Sirius had been killed.

“I have accomplished what I set out to do... I have gotten my revenge and at the same time humiliated you in the most embarrassing way possible!... One that you will never live to forget... Maybe I should fire call the Daily Prophet and give them the story of how, The Boy Who Lived was deflowered by a Malfoy.”

Standing up on the bed and letting the sheet fall off his shivering naked body, Harry had heard enough and screamed out in rage directly into Malfoy’s face.

“NO... YOU BASTARD... HOW DARE YOU... DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO LOST LOVED ONES DURING THE WAR... WELL, LET ME INFORM YOU, MR. HIGH AND MIGHTY MALFOY ... I LOST GINNY THE SINGLE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN THE WORLD TO ME... I LOST REMUS, TONKS AND FRED... I LOST MANY OF MY SCHOOL MATES... NOT TO MENTION LOSING MANY WONDERFUL FRIENDS WHO WERE MEMBERS OF, THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX... AT LEAST I CAN SAY I HAD TRUE FRIENDS... THAT IS SOMETHING I AM SURE YOU, AS A FORMER DEATH EATER AND VOLDEMORT SUPPORTER TURNED SPY TO SAVE HIS SORRY ASS, NEVER HAD THE PLEASURE OF EXPERIENCING."

Harry would have continued his rant but was stopped by a strong fist smashing into his face and knocking him backward onto the bed. Then he felt fingers around his throat choking and strangling him. Struggling to breath and realizing Malfoy was in a deranged state of mind and trying to kill him, Harry called on his inner magic and fought back fiercely with a strength he didn’t know he possessed. He finally managed to push Malfoy off his body onto the floor.

He noticed his clothes on a chair beside the bed and quickly got dressed, then stood up looking down at the prone figure of Lucius. Harry couldn’t understand why, but he felt sorry for him. Taking Lucius wand out of his robe, he used it to levitate his unconscious body to the bed and whispered a spell to revive him.

When Lucius opened his eyes, Harry pointed his wand at him and said in a hoarse voice, “Lucius, I am sorry that your wife and Draco were killed but blaming me won’t bring them back. I may not have been friends with Draco but he didn’t deserve that kind of death and neither did Narcissa. I know you despise me, that much is obvious, but when are you going to let the hate go. There was too much of that during the War and look what happened. It wasn’t my fault that your family was murdered by Voldemort. He killed my Mum and Dad too when I was just a baby. If I could, believe me, I would have killed him sooner.” Harry paused for a moment, with tears in his green eyes, and continued in a soft whisper, “I can tell you one thing though, and that is, I wish I had died that day too... I am sorry for the pain you have had to go through.” dropping the wand to the floor Harry turned around and silently walked out of the room leaving a subdued Lucius Malfoy in his wake.

TBC